Police mon them come around Thinking they tough But when they gonna learn that enough is enough All them youth and people them fight and fuss And all the rude bwoy gangstas get thrown under the bus They try to take my woman And they mash up me home All the reason why she nah go answer the phone But when are these pork eaters gonna leave us alone Babylon got me rippin' on this microphone Run down run down mister babylon Wipe that smile off your face Come down come down natty babylon Come make we burn up your place This one 'ea mon we say we only want peace And what a gwaan been going on since toddlers can't speak They want respect but don't give the next, thats why we cant see But thats what they teach, thats what they Preach, they takin' from the weak Well this goes out to babylon that we don't wanna play And there is not another man to rise up and say Their Politricks and wickedness They crooked not straight Well pupa erm and steppas come to nice'n up yo space yeah